I woke up sweating. I was gasping for air to breathe and I heard a woman crying beside me. I immediately removed the blanket and plastic that was covering me and I saw my mom crying beside me. She is the woman that I heard crying. Her eyes were swollen because of crying too much. I looked at her and she was looking at me too. Scared, shocked, and emotionless. She froze when she saw me and I guess she didn't know what to do if she will scream or run away.
“What’s going on?” I asked while looking around. My throat and lips are dry, which is why my voice is a little husky. I am in a room that I cannot recognize with her. I am lying on a tile that looks like a bed. I am inside the half-closed body bag and I am naked. I have a bracelet too with my name and a date on it. I tried to walk but I am too weak. My legs are shaking. I can’t even stand up but still, I am forcing myself to stand.
“Mom” I called her but she was not answering. She is surprised while looking at me as if she was looking at the ghost. I saw her eyes open wide and her jaw dropped. She is not even moving or saying something. She wiped her tears when she heard me call her again. She doesn't know if she will walk near me. It seems like her feet were glued to the floor but I can feel the excitement in her. The excitement of a mother who found her lost child; who comes back to her after a long time.
“Mom” I called again in a weak voice while still looking around and she immediately walked near me as if my voice was like a snap that unfroze her and wrapped my naked body with the blanket that fell on the floor that looks like a blanket that’s covering me from the other world. I looked at my mom just to make sure that my eyes and my brain were not tricking me. I want to make sure that I am no longer in the place that I’ve been. The smell of sulfur and burning flesh is gone. The voices are gone too except for the weep that I can hear from outside. My mom looked at me and she also helped me stand properly. I feel so tired. My legs are still shaking and I almost fall down without my mother’s help. I feel like I am from endless travel. From a long journey. I looked at her in the eyes and I could see that she was still shocked.
“What’s going on mom?” I asked again because of the way she looked at me. Makes me nervous that something terrible happened.
“Where am I?” I asked her while still looking around but she did not answer. It seems that she can’t believe in what she is witnessing. I looked back at her and I saw her sign of the cross.
“Mom,” I called. still in a weak voice. I feel very hungry and very thirsty too.
“I am hungry and thirsty,” I told her but she is not talking.
“Mom, please,” I begged. That brings her senses. She immediately walked near me and helped me.
“Where am I?” I asked while she was still helping me. She touched my face and looked at me and then hugged me. She couldn’t believe that I am here beside her. Her eyes meet mine and it seems that she can’t believe that I am standing in front of her.
“You are alive” She whispered and she almost cried. I looked at her because she sounds weird. Of course, I am alive.
“What’s going on?” I asked again. She made me sit on the bed tiles and looked at me seriously. She takes a deep breath because I know she doesn't know where to start telling me what happened.
“The bus that you were riding with your friends and Jayvee” She started and took a deep breath again while still looking at me.
“Fell off the cliff” She added and waited for my reaction but I am still absorbing what she said. She takes a deep breath again and holds my hand.
“Everybody died… including you,” She said in almost a whisper. I shook my head because I couldn't believe what I heard. When a scene flashes in my head about the falling bus. I start remembering what happened.
“What?” I asked her while looking straight into her eyes.
“Yes, Honey, They are all dead and I am lucky because you came back from death” She answered and almost cried because she was happy that I am alive.
“All of us?” I asked again
“But not anymore… because you are alive… you are the only survivor... God gave you back” She said while crying but she didn’t understand. I don’t want Jayvee dead.
“Did you see this bracelet?” She asked me and showed me the bracelet that I am wearing
“It is a death tag honey. your name and the date of your death were written on it… we’re in the morgue” I looked at the death tag that my mom is telling me and my name is written on it. I shook my head because I couldn't believe what was happening. I believe my mom but this time I can’t believe what she is telling me. That is why I looked at her straight from her eyes and she hugged and kissed me again while saying.
“God is good, baby, He gave you back,” She said while the tears of joy continued falling from her eyes.
“Where is Jayvee?” I asked her while my heart beat fast because I cannot believe that Jayvee is dead because he didn’t survive the accident, but my mom didn’t answer. She just sighs and looks down.
“No, mom, you are just joking,” I said and my tears slowly fell from my cheek. My mom didn’t answer and her tears fell from her cheeks too. Maybe she doesn't know how to tell me that the man that I love is already dead but she just nodded while crying, telling me that she is telling the truth that Jayvee is gone.
I heard cries from outside the room where I and my mom were. I immediately stand up and walk to the door even though I still feel weak. I want to witness with my own eyes what is really going on. I looked around and I saw a bunch of people crying and mourning. What is going on? I asked myself while looking around and listening to their cries. I walk out of the room while my mom is following me. I saw Camille lying dead while her family was crying over her. She has a death tag too like mine.
“No,” I whispered when I saw my best friend lying dead. There’s a possibility that my mom is not joking with me but I still need to find Jayvee to witness it with my own eyes. I need to see him before believing that he is really gone. I keep on walking while my mom keeps on following me. With the blanket that is covering my body. I don’t care as long as I will find Jayvee and see with my bare naked eyes that he is already dead. Otherwise, I will not believe what my mom told me.
People inside the morgue are looking at me and they start murmuring. I know they are surprised because I came back from death like Lazarus and now I am walking in front of them but that is not important this time. What’s important is I need to find Jayvee.
I saw Nestle too and then Josh and the driver and Aimee and all the others. All of them were already dead and then there is a room at the end. I heard someone is weeping too and I slowly walk while my tears are already falling and my heart is beating. I feel nervous to see the next scene. To find out who is lying dead inside. I stand at the door and look inside. I saw Jayvee’s mom weeping, sitting on the floor. She can’t breathe properly anymore because of the pain of losing someone. I saw his dad too. Sitting at the corner; like his mom. He is crying too. I feel the heavy emotion in an instant. I want to break down but I keep myself strong. I went inside the room shaking because I am nervous to see who is lying dead inside the body bag while praying that it is not Jayvee. My mom followed me. She is walking behind me, ready to comfort me if ever I break down. I opened the body bag while my hands were shaking and my tears kept on falling. I closed my eyes for a few seconds to hold my emotion when I saw who was inside the body bag and…
“Nooo!!!” I screamed in pain. It was Jayvee lying dead inside the bag. I hugged him and tried to wake him up. Hoping for a miracle that he will come back to life like what happened to me.
“Jayvee, please” I begged,
“Please, please, Heaven wake up” I cried,
“Please, please wake up!!!” I screamed,
I keep on touching his face, kissing him, and hugging him. While still hoping for a miracle. I cry hard and loud because maybe God will give him back to me if he hears my cries. We have a lot of plans for the future. The wedding, the family that we want to build, the promises of growing old together. All of it was gone in just one accident. I looked at him while still crying, weeping, and mourning in pain of losing him. I cannot describe the pain that I am feeling right now. I feel like I want to die if he does not come back from death.
I breakdown. I am sitting on the floor now because of the pain of losing him while my mom is touching me, hugging me and she is weeping too like me. She can feel my pain. She knows how to hurt it is to lose someone that you loved. The one that is supposed to grow old with. I can’t breathe because I'm crying too much and I feel like I will pass out. The pain of seeing the man I love die in front of me is killing me.
“Heaven… Jayvee” I wept.
“Please, wake up,” I begged.
When I suddenly saw him sit down with his eyes closed and half of the bag covering him. I stopped crying for a while because I am surprised that he is back. He went back from the dead like me. I immediately stand up and hug him but I can't hug him. My hand just infiltrated him. I tried to hug him again but it was still the same. He is just like a hologram sitting in front of me with his eyes closed. I cannot touch him, I cannot hug him.
“No,” I whispered. I looked at him and I saw him still lying inside the body bag. I shook my head because maybe my eyes are just tricking me. I saw him stand up and slowly walk away still with his eyes closed.
“Heaven” I called him but it seems that he can’t hear me. He didn’t even dare to look at me. I saw his body still lying inside the bag and only his soul was walking. He walks out the door with his eyes still closed. As if he is being hypnotized.
“No.... no… no” I whispered and I followed him. He went to the hallway. He stopped. I saw the girl who saved me hold his hand and she looked at me and then looked at Jayvee and together they walked away. I saw the others walking too. Following them. Camille, Nestle, Josh, Aimee, The driver and the rest of the team. Their eyes were all closed while walking following the girl who was holding Jayvee’s hand. They walked like they were hypnotized. They were all naked. I feel goosebumps and I can't believe what my eyes can see right now. I know I am the only one who can see them. The huge, black door suddenly appeared. They went inside there one by one. I don’t know what’s going on. I don’t know where they are going but I know I cannot stop them.
AFTER ONE YEAR After one year of isolating myself because of the tragic death that I experienced. I now decided to go on with my life. I need to be strong for myself because I know Jayvee will be upset if he sees me hopeless and dying and my mom will be upset too. Every day she is getting older and older, weaker and weaker. I don't want her to see me weak and lifeless because if it is hard for me; it is hard for her too. That is why I need to be strong. Life must go on, half of me is always reminding me that I need to get back on my feet and make myself whole again while the other half is telling me to stop breathing because of the pain of losing someone that I love. Not just Jayvee but dad too when he died two years ago; He left mama and me a pain that is so indescribable. That is why I don’t want to be selfish to my mother who is trying to be strong for me. I want to be strong too.
I have never been the same since the accident. I feel like something is wrong with me. The visions that I saw before the accident are getting intense. I feel like I am not the same anymore. I am getting weirder and weirder too. I can hear voices from the dead. I can see scary things that only my eyes can see, I can see visions and weird, scary scenarios and I can read minds too but not much.It’s in the middle of the night and I can’t sleep because I can still remember the accident and the pain is killing me. I am alone in my bed, keep tossing and turning for me to find the comfortable position to make me sleep but no matter how many times I keep on turning. It is still the same. I can't sleep. The past is haunting me every time I close my eyes and my chest is getting tight because of the pain. I checked my phone and I saw Devon’s message when I asked him what he was d
“I can't take this”“I can’t take this”“I can’t take this”“I can’t take this”I heard the voices of a lot of people from nowhere as if they were whispering to me. This time it is not just one voice but three. I know it is the woman that I saw inside my late dad’s room who is whispering that she can’t take it while weeping but now I heard a voice of a man too and like the woman he is weeping too. I looked around to see who it was. Maybe there’s some students joking at me or trying to scare me but no one was around. I am alone walking in the hallway while the others are inside the
I stood up and put my phone inside my bag because I heard it vibrating. I opened my messenger and I received a message from Devon. Asking what I am doing. He is just checking on me. I replied to him that I was just on my bed. I suddenly feel sleepy maybe because the effect of marijuana is getting lower not like a while ago that I am so stoned.“Do you want me to come over?” He asked. I didn’t reply because I am thinking if I will invite him or not. I looked outside the window and it was already dark. I don’t know what time it is but I know that it is already dinner. So I went down to check Nana Salve and mom but they were not home and it’s too dark in the living area up to the kitchen. I try to call them but they are not answering. I heard a child's laugh and I started to get scared again.
I talked to Devon about what happened to me last night and he just laughed and told me that he already knew. I asked him how he knew it because I felt shy when he already knew about it before I told him. He said that his friends who saw me having my sleepwalk told him that my mom and Nana Salve are following me. They almost slept because I walk too fast; almost running. I couldn't look at him and he noticed that I couldn't look at him because I am not just shy but also embarrassed. I didn’t know that I would have a sleepwalk and that is totally off for me.“Hey, Don’t frown,” He said while still laughing. I don’t know if she is laughing at me or she is laughing because I sleepwalked last night and a couple of people saw me and some of them are his friends, but neither of the two is still the same. It is so embarrassing.
I don’t want to just sit here and watch him burning inside the burning car. I don’t want to watch him die. I don’t want to have another Jayvee again. I closed my eyes and shook my head. I took a deep breath because I don’t know what to do. I panic but I can’t move. My head starts to ache again while my heart starts to beat faster than normal. I don’t know what to do. I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO.“Devon,” I whispered. I looked at the balloon in my wrist because I cannot feel it in my wrist anymore. I looked up but it was gone and I heard the children screaming but this time it was not the scream of having fun but the scream of terror and panic. I saw the adults who’s guarding them carry the children one by one and pull them away from the burning car. Bring them somewhere safe. I heard screams from adults too.
It was early in the morning when Devon went to the house because we will go to school together. It was nice to see him waiting for me sitting on the couch while drinking the coffee that my mom made for him. It only shows that he is not mad at me and we are still friends after what happened yesterday.“Good morning, you look good today,” He said in front of my mom when he saw me getting out of my room, with my backpack.“Good morning too, handsome” I greeted him with a smile while looking at him.“Are you ready to go to school, my majesty?” He asked. I didn’t answer but I nodded. I looked at my mom to see her reaction and I blushed when I saw my mom smile at him.
Devon dropped me home after we smoked weed under the mango tree. I went inside my room so that my mom wouldn't notice that my eyes are red. I don’t want her to know that I tried to smoke weed and of course, I don’t want her to think that Devon is a bad influence; Of course, he is not. Actually after what happened a while ago in school. Smoking with Devon makes me relax and until now I feel so relaxed. I lay down on my bed and looked at the ceiling again after I untied Hello Kitty and let it roam inside my room. Anyway, my door is closed and it cannot go out. I feel stoned and lazy. I just want to lay down and do nothing when my phone vibrates and I know it’s Devon. I stand up to get my phone inside my bag and lay down on my bed again while reading his message. He is asking me to go to the playground again but I feel lazy so I said no but I invite him over instead if it’s fine with him.
He is the last line of the demons who planted a seed in me. A seed of pain and hatred that had already grown for a long time that it’s already inside of me, and when I got tired of stabbing him. I sat beside him and saw him not moving. He is already dead. I took a deep breath and wiped the sweat on my forehead. His blood was all over me and I leaned on the wall and saw the cabinet was open, where I hid the knife. I stood up to check if the knife was there but I was surprised when I saw it was no longer there. I checked all the boxes inside the cabinet but I didn’t find the knife. I checked it under the cabinet because maybe I accidentally dropped it and kicked it, but it was not under the cabinet. I tried to remember where I put the knife even though I know where I put it. I remember I put the knife from one of those boxes inside the cabinet, but I don't know why it is no longer there, because if Einger found it. He will use it on me and kill me. I kn
I stare at the dead Ross and feel nothing while holding my phone, because he deserved to die. Now it’s time for Eigner to pay for everything that he did to me. I remember how he carried me just to give me to the hungry demons. I remember how he looked at me, how he looked into my eyes while abusing me. He is cold and numb. Numb to hear my cry and feel my pain, but now I am the one who is numb and cold now. I want to cry but my tears are already dry, because crying is what I have been doing since I was a child.I sat on the couch and looked at Ross, sitting dead on the chair. I didn’t expect that I would get him that easy. Next is Eigner and I took another photo of Ross and photos of me too. Photos of the blood on my face, to make him nervous and convince him to come. I will use the photos to trap Einger. I need the fly to come on my web so that I can rip him into pieces, and
“The clock is ticking and you are searching for the knife that can be your weapon… or use against you” The whispered inside my head is singing while I visualize every corner of the house, and listen to his footsteps. I can still hear his heavy breathing too and I know he is trying to open the back door, but he is just wasting his time opening it because I locked it from the outside.“Doo… doo… doo… The clock is ticking and you are searching for the knife that can be your weapon… or use against you” The song that I invent inside my head while my eyes are still closed waiting for the time to be over and he is dead.I heard some noises that I know he made. He is lifting a hard c
I woke up early because I am so excited about my plan, and I know Mang Berto is not going to fail me. I know he will bring Ross to me and I am so excited to have my revenge on him. Like what I did to the others. I shot Kevin on his head, stabbed Alex, cut Gin’s throat and now, it is time for Ross to pay for what he did to me. I am thinking about the game that will make my revenge more exciting and thrilling, of course; I want him to feel each pain that he caused me from his head to toes. Through it. I know I will gain satisfaction from him. I will follow Eigner David until the last breed of the demons die. They deserve hell, not the earth. I will just put them back to the place where they are supposed to be, with their friends.I took the bread out from the bag and started eating it. Good thing that the bread is still good to eat and it still tastes good. Even though there's
I woke up to the noise outside. I heard a truck engine and the light that is facing exactly to my room. It hurts my eyes that were still adjusting to the brightness of the light from outside, then the engine turned-off but the light didn’t. I slowly stood up and looked outside the window to see who it was but unfortunately I couldn't see who exactly it was but I knew it was a man with an old style pickup truck. Most likely a vintage pickup truck that was used in a barn. I saw the man wearing a baseball cap that was covering his face, getting inside the house. I walk slowly behind the door and prepare myself. I don’t know who it is but I will never allow him to abuse me again. I heard the door knob turning and the door slowly opened. I know his inside now because I can hear his footsteps more clearly. I am still standing behind the door waiting for him to go upstairs because I know that he will go upstairs for me. I can feel him looking aro
“Cassie” The voice is calling me.“Cassie” And it called me again. I stood up and yawned because of the voice. It is my father who is calling me. I know he wants to show me something. I scratch my eyes and stretch my arms and I am excited to go to him. He always does that. He loves to surprise me and the last time that he surprised me is when he made me a dollhouse out of the spare woods that we have in the backyard.I stood up and went downstairs. I know he is under the stairs behind the cabinet that is why I went there, but when I reached there. I saw Kevin; it is not dad but it is Kevin which I thought was my father. He pulled me and looked up to check that nobody saw him pulling me. I looked up too and looked at him. He told me not to make noise and at first I didn’t know what he wanted to do,
I stretched my arms and legs because of the two hours drive to Dasma from the Carmelian Nun Orphanage. That makes my legs and arms numb and I am now standing in front of my house. I feel so excited to get inside the house and there’s an unexplainable feeling that I felt inside. I feel like I want to scream because of the joy that I felt. Now that I am already here I will take only a few steps to get inside. I remember that I have a secret passage at the back. I made it when I was planning to run away because I can’t take what Kevin’s doing to me. I was about to go to the back of the house when I saw the “For sale '' sign of the house at the front gate. I didn’t notice it the first time I went here. That is why without looking around. I grabbed the sign and threw it away because our house is not for sale and it will never be for sale. Now that I am back the house will be back too. The memory of it will be back because I wi
I cannot erase in my head what the Mother Superior said about Jayvee. I am surprised to know that I have already met him since we were little and we have the same orphanage. Well I didn’t know that he was adopted too. Mother Superior is not going to lie to me that is why I believe in her. She also showed me a photo when we were little and yes, she is telling the truth because Jayvee showed his photos to me when he was young and it looks exactly the same in the photo that Mother Superior showed me. I regret knowing about it. I feel like if only I could turn back time I will never let him go but that is life. It is meant to happen because it was meant to happen.I rode in a bus and I sat near the window. I am going to my old house and I want to stay there for a moment. I want to recall everything that I missed because I really want to complete my life. This is my first time riding in a bu
I went to the Carmelian Nuns Orphanage because I want to know my life there. I want to know who brought me to them to complete the missing pieces of my life. My second mom and Devon don't know about it because they don’t need to know. Especially my mom; she is not part of my past and I don’t want to involve her. It is enough that she answered some of my questions and it is my obligation to figure them out. That is why I am standing at the Carmelian Nuns orphanage, where they adopted me.I took a deep breath and stared at the orphanage. This is it because I am now standing in front of it and in a moment I will know the missing pieces that I want to know, for me to connect it together that will make me complete. I searched for the nun who manages the orphanage and her name is Sister Carmelita Deus; she will be the one who I will look for because I know she knows something abou